Lost

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I coughed, wiping my eyes, keeping them closed and rolled over in bed.

I fell off the edge.

I groaned and blinked.
White walls.
White bed.
Small bed.
No windows, just a door.
I'm not home.

Suddenly, bunches memories of the previous night came back to me.
Oh god. They kidnapped me! I started to hyperventilate, then stopped, realizing that I would just give them a reason to knock me out, or worse, Kill me. Slowly, but surely, I started to make a plan.

I pinched underneath my eyes and the gripped my hair, making it looked stressed and worn out. After putting the final parts of my plan into action, I sat on the ground and started.
"Wahhhhhhh!" I wailed, pounding my hands on the floor, my eyes consumed by tears and I chocked on my sobs.

Finally, the white door slammed open, banging against the oh-so-colourful walls.

'It's time to put the plan to action' A voice in my head snarled sinisterly.

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